Eisen took a deep breath and stared into the distance. He was tired. His eyes were so heavy that it felt like they were made of lead.
"Is everything alright, your Majesty?" Girland inquired with a worried expression, looking at the old man. Eisen was just watching Caria, Melissa and Sal mess around in the Gardens a bit while sitting on a chair that he prepared for himself. It took him a while to even register that Girland spoke to him.
"Hm?" The old man asked, but the moment that he did, he finally realized what the question he was just asked actually was, "Oh, right... Erm, yeah, everything is fine. I just don't want to sleep yet."
